Caught in the blaze
Burning in the apocalyptic fire
Scorching in the moment
Words escape me
And turn to ethers
Burning before they were born
The pit of my stomach
Encages the answer I seek
But those winged faeries
Stand with me but dont speak
Held back by fear
Trapped behind trembling lips
And unnecessary doubt
Burning me
but not letting the warmth in
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 6:43 AM UTC
Caught in the blaze
Burning in the apocalyptic fire
Scorching in the moment
Words escape me
And turn to ethers
Burning before they were born
The pit of my stomach
Encages the answer I seek
But those winged faeries
Stand with me but dont speak
Held back by fear
Trapped behind trembling lips
And unnecessary doubt
Burning me
but not letting the warmth in
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